The snow (along with some knotty projects at my day job) has effectively put normal life on hold in the last week.
In the last week, I haven't:
- Set foot in my office. Between Level 2 snow emergencies and needing some peace and quiet to edit 5 million iterations of a content document, working from home this last week has actually been a blessing. But I bet my loud, snorty cube neighbor totally misses me sighing loudly and pointedly every time he clears his sinuses.
- Worn shoes other than boots. They don't really go with pajama pants, and yet I was unwilling to change my clothes to match the boots when I had to run to the grocery store. So to my fellow shoppers: You will see me in snowflake-print flannel pants and brown boots. DEAL WITH IT.
- Come inside without my socks being wet and freezing cold. Apparently I need new boots.
- Driven my car. Or, really, even seen my car. Our house is a new build, so our mature tree count = zero, meaning the drifts are out.of.this.world. We unwisely chose to eschew a snow fence this year in favor of having a non-ugly driveway. Big mistake. Next year, bring on the hideous orange fencing. It can't be any worse than some of the lawn ornaments I'm seeing out there. (Shudder.)
- Worked out. This actually has nothing to do with the snow, and everything to do with me being so stressed out with work that I decided on extra sleep vs. working out. Yes, I know working out is the best stress-reliever. I KNOW. I just couldn't bring myself to do it. More on that later.
- Heard the laughter of children. I don't normally hear the laughter of children in the course of my day-to-day, but I just thought I'd point out that I really didn't hear it at ALL this week. Make of that what you will.
- Gone more than two hours without seeing my husband. This has been really nice when the work day is over and we can hang out, but with us both working at home during the day, bumping into each other, etc. -- the allure is gone. We both need some alone time.
- Walked my dogs without laughing my ass off. Chubby, uncoordinated dogs + ginormous snow drifts = comic relief every time.
- Had any sort of depth perception while walking through my yard. It's entirely possible that I was walking up to the neighbors' house, misjudged how deep the snow was, stepped into a drift above my knees and did a faceplant in the snow. And I may or may not have tried to play it off like I was planning to do a snow angel RIGHT THERE, RIGHT THEN. And it's very probable my neighbors didn't believe me and stood there pointing and laughing at me. Meanies.
- Seen or heard any birds. YES! The only truly great thing about this week.
- Watched anything on my DVR. You'd think, with all this time at home, I would be totally caught up on all the super-fun TV going on right now. But you would be wrong. There's just too much going on at work right now. I wasn't even sure if I wanted to watch American Idol this year, and now I have to wade through EIGHT episodes to get caught up?
- Stopped thinking about vacation. I need a vacation. I really, really do.
- Had a day off. Did I mention my job is kicking my butt? I did? OK, I'll shut up about it now. But I will say: A three-day holiday weekend kind of loses its appeal when you have to work every day. Boo.
On the up side, I was able to meet with my LOVELY friend, V, who is doing the illustrations for my children's books, and her work (as I knew it would be) is fabulous. Utterly fabulous. And we really are planning some nice vacations this year. And I've decided to take on Wrestling Kitties'/Weighty Issues' 30-day challenge!
So, the last thing on my list was going to be "had anything to look forward to," but thankfully, now, that isn't true.
(I'm smiling.)
5 backtalk:
I love chubby dogs. I thought I was the only one with an uncoordinated dog. She falls running through the house.
FACEPLANT!?!?!
I am glad to know your head has reassembled itself and you can blog again :)
Take some pictures of the yard art you have seen out there. Some of us are obsesseed and we cannot get enough of the hideous.
I think I read in Emily Post that it is ok to wear boots with fannel pj's until Memorial Day.
You need a vacation?! What?! I have an idea... :)
That said, I laughed out loud about the depth perception issue.
AND, I think it's great that you're working around in PJ pants.
AND, I'm sorry for your wet socks. Blech. The worst.
Your neighbor IS a meanie, making spontaneous face first snow angels is a very serious thing. I made one the other day while going to get the mail, it is a spiritual thing really.
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